Chapter 607: The Charm of the Spirit

After Zhang Yi stepped ashore, he didn't ask or move, just followed the old man silently.

The surroundings are pitch black, there is no moon and no stars when you look up, it can be said that there is no light at all, only the lantern in the old man's hand still illuminates the surroundings a little, as for the light of the white candle, it dissipated the moment Zhang Yi stepped ashore.

Zhang Yi finally knew why the old man would ask for money to buy the road, if there was no old man to let Zhang Yi walk alone in this kind of place, I am afraid that he would not be able to get out of this place until he died!

Except for the light of the lantern, not only was there not a trace of light around, but the road under his feet was still very difficult to walk, and it was all yellow mud and rotten roads, and it was difficult to walk.

The old man was still carrying a lantern in front of him, and he was walking on the yellow mud road with a wooden stick, changing his direction from time to time.

Zhang Yi didn't know what the reason for his change of direction was, anyway, Zhang Yi couldn't see it, since Teacher Cang didn't say anything to dissuade him, then Zhang Yi just had to follow behind.

After walking for a long time, Zhang Yi's shoes were stained with yellow mud, and they became heavier I don't know how many times.

Suddenly, the old man who was leading the way in front suddenly stopped, lifted the lantern in his hand upward, and suddenly the scope of the light was much larger.

Zhang Yi stared at Qing and found that he had actually walked to the river again, and a boat was leaning against the shore.

"It's here, let's get on board!" The old man walked forward with the lantern in his hand, and hung it on the bow bracket of the boat.

Zhang Yi didn't step on the boat right away, but turned his head to look at Teacher Cang on his shoulder.

"It's okay, let's go up!" Teacher Cang scratched his ears and said lightly.

With Mr. Cang's words, Zhang Yi suddenly had no scruples, raised his feet and followed, and stepped on the boat.

After Zhang Yi stepped on the boat, the old man gently poked the shore with the stick in his hand, and the boat left the shore.

The old man stood at the stern of the boat, and kept poking the surface of the river with the wooden stick in his hand, and the boat started little by little, swimming to the depths of the river.

Zhang Yi sat on the boat, looking around by the light on the bow of the boat, and it was still dark and oppressive.

But at least Zhang Yi found something unusual, that is, the color of the river water has changed.

Originally, when Zhang Yi got off his boat, the water on the river was pale yellow, but now the river is pitch black.

Although Zhang Yi had a lot of questions, he didn't ask Mr. Cang at this time, just sat on the bow of the boat silently, waiting for the time to dock.

I don't know how long the boat has been rowing on the river, maybe ten minutes or maybe an hour, in this silent world, time actually doesn't mean much anymore.

"It's almost there, you can go down the road by yourself!" The old man held on to the wooden stick and spat out such a sentence inexplicably.

As soon as the words fell, a dock-like side appeared around the light of the bow lantern.

This side bank is not as dark and dull as Zhang Yi before, but a piece of gray pressing, which makes people feel like they are in a world of rubber bottoms, except for black, white and gray, there are few other colors.

"Go ashore!" The old man stabbed the boat firmly against the shore with a stick in the water.

Zhang Yi got up from the boat with both hands and stepped ashore with his feet raised.

Zhang Yi had just stepped ashore, and before he could turn around, the old man stabbed the shore with a wooden stick and drove the boat away from the shore.

Zhang Yi turned around and found that the old man had stabbed the water with a wooden stick a few times, and then disappeared into the dark river.

"Don't look at it, that's the helmsman, also known as the ferryman, who will only pick you up here!" Teacher Cang said leisurely in Zhang Yi's ear.

"Ferryman?" Zhang Yi looked in the direction where the old man disappeared and muttered to himself.

"Do you have a lot of question marks, young man!?" Teacher Cang said teasingly.

"yes!" Zhang Yi admitted.

"Explain as you go!" Teacher Cang patted Zhang Yi's face and spoke.

"Okay!" Zhang Yi turned around and just wanted to step out of his legs, but found that he didn't know where to go.

"See that turquoise flame in the distance! Just walk towards it! Teacher Cang pointed to the distance and spoke.

Zhang Yi squinted and looked in that direction, and could indeed vaguely see a little green dot in the distance, but he couldn't tell if it was a flame.

"How do you tell it's flames?" Zhang Yi asked as he moved towards the flames.

"I've got good eyesight!" Teacher Cang said proudly.

"Don't lie to me, they all say that you have good eyesight, you have good eyesight!" Zhang Yi obviously didn't believe it.

"Am I a normal rat? I'm a good demon! Teacher Cang said arrogantly.

"Okay, okay, okay! You're the best! Zhang Yi responded perfunctorily and said, "Tell me about the situation when you came, I was so surprised!"

Mr. Cang didn't sell it, and opened his mouth to explain.

The kind of method that Zhang Yi came to the underworld was the ship burial as the old man said, but this burial method had disappeared a long, long time ago. The specific reason for the disappearance is not very clear, in short, this burial method suddenly disappeared at a certain time, and there was no precursor at all.

And the section of the yellow mud road that Zhang Yi walked and the section of the waterway where the old man was at the helm were actually an unknown space between the yang world and the underworld.

"What was that long-haired groaning when I was lying in the boat before?" Zhang Yi asked.

"Those~~~" After Mr. Cang deliberately dragged out a long note, he said: "That's the evil thing that hovers on the edge of the yang world, called the Charm of the Dragon!"

"Glamorous Spirit!?" Zhang Yi asked puzzledly, "But I've heard that aren't there four different evil things!?"

"You didn't open your eyes, how do you know it's the same kind of evil thing?" Teacher Cang asked rhetorically.

"Forehead........." Zhang Yi was suddenly choked speechless. (′ʘ⌄ʘ‵)

"If I'm not mistaken, you must have felt two sounds and one touch!" Teacher Cang opened his mouth and continued: "The feeling of having your hair stroked is one of the charms, the one that makes a similar climbing sound, the one that makes the sound of dripping water, and the last one is attached to the bottom of your boat, so you don't feel it!"

"Forehead......" Zhang Yi swallowed his saliva and said, "What would have happened if I had opened my eyes at the beginning?"

"The best ending is that the character explodes and returns to the yang world, and the difference is that the corpse is eaten by the ghost!" Teacher Cang said nonchalantly.